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And now Agnes would be there, too. That Agnes, as well as the proud-looking Nika, had a secret sorrow made Cornelli feel as if there were a bond between them. This gave her a little courage to follow Dino's mother, who was waiting in the doorway. When Cornelli entered Agnes was standing, full of expectation, in the middle of the room. Going up to the visitor, she shook her hand.
That his name was John John " "John Stretton, an Englishman," answered Dino, in an unmoved voice. "An Englishman and a beggar." Padre Christoforo did an unusual thing. He took the lamp from Brother Dino's hand and threw the light suddenly upon the young man's impassive countenance. Dino raised his great, serious eyes to the Prior's face, and then dropped them to the ground.
There was a tone of lofty assurance, almost of superiority, in Dino's calm voice, which galled Percival, because he felt that it had the power of subduing him a little. Before he had thought of a rejoinder, the young Benedictine resumed his story. "You will say rightly enough that these were not proofs. So Padre Cristoforo said when he kept me in the monastery until I came to years of discretion.
Otherwise not a muscle of his face moved. He was the living image of submission. "Have you seen him before?" said Padre Cristoforo. "Twice, Reverend Father. Once on the boat between Cologne and Mainz; and once, for a moment only, in the quadrangle of the Cathedral at Mainz." "And then did he bear his present name?" For a moment Dino's mouth twitched uneasily. A faint colour crept into his cheeks.
Brian stood and looked at him for a little while, thinking of the circumstances in which they had first met, of the strange bond which subsisted between them, and lastly of the curious betrayal of his confidence, so unlike Dino's usual conduct, which Brian charitably set down to ignorance of English customs and absence of English reserve.
No doubt it would have been better wiser if he had tried to find out the truth of Dino's story; but the sting of Elizabeth's judgment lay in the fact that he had fervently hoped that Dino's story was not true, and that he had refused to meet Dino's offer half-way, the offer that would have secured Elizabeth's own happiness. Would she ever hear a full account of that interview?
When I sent Dino to England, I believed that Vincenza had done this thing. When Dino returned to us, I still believed that he was Mrs. Luttrell's son. But since our Dino's death, I have had a message a solemn message from the persons who saw Vincenza die. She had charged them with her last breath to tell me that the story was false that the children were never changed at all. It was Mrs.
He felt that he had more reason on his side than Elizabeth could understand: the doubt of Dino's good faith, which seemed so small to her, had certainly influenced him very strongly.
"When one talks that way it shows that one cares a great deal and that one is full of bitter thoughts, just because one can't have what one wants. I know that very well; I do exactly the same thing." Cornelli was so astonished by Dino's knowledge in the matter that she gazed at him dumfounded. "Oh, yes, I know how it is," he repeated.
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